Chapter 188: The Legend of the Ancient Temple
Chen Song and Xue Mantian are located, the sitting meditation room of the Taoist monks, when the opportunity to visit the ancient temple, the Buddha light and Buddha shadow and Buddha sound in the sky, the evolution of the vision of the galaxy and the Buddha world, slowly presented in the self-contained five organs.
The five organs of the Buddha's blazing light turned into five arhats and immersed themselves in the galaxy Buddha realm. Gradually, the galaxy Buddha realm became more and more real under the performance of the martial arts of the five visceral arhats.
Rumble!
Chen Song's qi roared in his body, and the vision of the Star River Buddha Realm triggered the Golden Elephant Jue and the Imperial Heart Sutra in his body, as well as the autonomous operation of the Five Elements Spiritual Determination. Slowly, this vision of the galaxy Buddha realm spread to the entire body, in the acupoints, and in the golden aura of the dantian.
Gradually, Chen Song's body evolved from the roar of the qi machine to the roar of the Dao rhyme. The operation of the exercises in the body also gradually transferred into the golden aura, as well as the various spirit infants.
The Nine Emperor Princes, Xuan Lice, the farmer, and Chen Chan were with everyone, in front of the tall Buddha statue in the main hall of the ancient temple, carefully contemplating the enlightenment. After a long time, I didn't feel anything.
It's just that in the power, there is a mysterious power blessing. I want to feel it carefully, there is ambiguity, indescribable. However, all the people's Lingtai is clear, and the martial arts difficulties that could not be seen through in the past will be broken at this time. Chen Chan has always been trapped in the cultivation of the Imperial Heart Sutra, and she has enough understanding of the light of the years, but she can't form her own magical powers like her brother.
Chen Song practiced the Imperial Heart Sutra and realized his supernatural power That is the vertical and horizontal sword technique. Because it is not very perfect, coupled with the intention of honing itself, it has not been used in battle.
At this moment, although Chen Chan's mind is clear, it is still indefinite. I want to be angry, but I can't hate it.
Chen Chan, who has a clear and active mind in Lingtai, naturally remembered her life experience and her sister, although it was just a doppelganger, and this doppelganger was created because of her own relationship. She's just in the middle of her own crisis, and she's got a phantom of her soul.
Thinking about this, and then thinking about it, because I changed my name, which caused my life to be confused, and I was secretly escaped from the reincarnation platform by a persistent residual thought, looking for revenge for myself.
Everything can't help but polarize my emotions. A resentful mood arises spontaneously, and there is also a love for family affection.
Gradually, under the operation of the Heart Sutra, the two emotions grew into each other and thrived. Subsequently, they are intertwined with each other, forming a swirl-like rotation. Under the pull of the mysterious force, the horizontal vortex slowly takes on a three-dimensional shape, and the power of the two emotions is spiraling and strangled.
In the star field of the three thousand small worlds, there is a dark portal, hidden in the void. It's hard to tell the difference without careful identification.
This is the most famous black market trading place in the Three Thousand Small World, and those who can trade here are all strong people who have surpassed the legendary realm. In an instant, all the old antique-level powerhouses of the big forces dodged and dodged into the black portal.
Inside the black door frame, the space is vast and boundless. It's like a flat continent suspended in a star field, full of exquisite pavilions and shops. All the powerful people of the sect who participated in the extermination of the ancient temple coincidentally came to the black market of trading this time.
The black market is vast, but there is only one street where it operates, and the large interstellar teleportation array inside is rumbling all the time. People come and go, and there is an endless stream. At the end of the street, there is a splendid building.
This is the largest shop in the trading black market, the Qilong Palace. There was an old man lying on the counter, looking around idly. From a distance, I saw that the old man who had not shown up for nearly a hundred years was looking around in a hurry.
The old man was trying to stand up and go out to greet them. Standing up and not taking a step, it happened that the young owner who had been in the Qilong Hall recently, the boss's daughter walked out and stopped: "They are all strong people who participated in the strangulation of the legendary Buddhist ancient temple back then, and this time the legendary ancient temple reappeared in the three thousand small worlds, and also miraculously appeared, an incense heir of the body of the demon spirit."
In addition, the demon clan powerhouse in the core area of the demon clan in the three thousand small worlds has seriously warned that whoever dares to touch this demon spirit body, the powerhouse in the core area of the demon clan will definitely pour out of the nest and destroy the other party. They are afraid, and they are in a hurry to sell the stolen goods that cannot be refined, so let's not set them on fire. Even if we come in, we must keep the price to the minimum, and even if we donate it for free, we won't lose a few dollars. We can also make friends with the incense inheritors of the ancient temples, which is our primary purpose. ”
The old man sat down again and replied respectfully, "Got it!
For a long time, after the shops along the way asked, no one dared to accept it. After all, as a black market, its weather vane is very sensitive. This time the maze will be such a big thing, the black market here knows it in detail for the first time. Especially Chen Song, as a black market, all the shops are communicating with each other at the first time.
More than a dozen veteran antique-level powerhouses, with the last glimmer of hope, walked into the Qilong Palace. The old shopkeeper sitting at the counter just nodded and smiled, but did not greet them.
"Shopkeeper, we have some goods that need to be dealt with urgently, you see?"
The old shopkeeper asked coldly: "Is it a treasure related to the destruction of the legendary ancient temple of Buddhism? If so, then please go back! We will accept it, and we will send it back to the ancient temple free of charge." After all, after hundreds of thousands of years, the incense inheritance of the ancient temple is opened again, and it is destined to be brilliant in the future. We don't want to offend a future invincible king, after all, we're just a black market trading shop. As far as Chen Song's archery skills are concerned, an arrow shot into the three thousand worlds, seriously injuring the Lu family. If we accept your stolen goods, with the help of the heir to the incense of the ancient temple, we can easily let us go? Do you think our black market can be good? Besides, what are you doing after so long? At this juncture, you want to make a disaster move eastward?"
More than a dozen old antiques, who were ashamed of the shopkeeper's words, bowed their heads, and they couldn't sit or stand for a while. Do you want to sit? People didn't ask you to sit at all, and besides, it was indeed your own mistake, and this batch of stolen goods has not been disposed of for hundreds of thousands of years. At this juncture, don't talk about three thousand small worlds, even if there are three thousand big worlds, it is estimated that no one will dare to accept them.
"Alas, at this juncture, don't talk about the three thousand small worlds, even if you reach the three thousand big worlds, no one will dare to accept them. I think we still carry this batch of goods to the capital of the Xuanqin Empire, and it is the key to assist Emperor Lao'er to destroy Chen Song together. As for the heir to the incense of the ancient temple in the back, it is impossible to rise in a short period of time. ”
It's just that as soon as these words fell, before the others could reply, they saw that the Qilong Hall suddenly shone brightly, and gradually the legendary ancient temple gradually appeared. Frightened, the shopkeeper and others in the Qilong Hall knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed and bowed.
Even the eldest lady came out to bow down. After all, the legendary Buddhist Gate Ancient Temple, at its peak, was the cultivation center of the 100,000 star fields of the heavens. It represents a highly developed cultivation civilization, and from the acquisition of the mysterious totem, we know how glorious this period of history is.
It's just that what puzzles everyone is that the ancient temple appeared, but as the inheritor of the incense of the ancient temple, the body of the demon spirit did not appear. The ancient temple that appeared out of thin air rotated slowly, and with each rotation, the monstrous Buddha light hit fiercely, and the three thousand small worlds of old antiques standing in the Qilong Hall were fierce.
At the same time, a team of Buddha shadows rushed out of the ancient temple, and they couldn't see the face clearly, but they clearly felt that these heavy Buddha shadows were like an Arhat array, firmly trapping more than a dozen old antiques who participated in the extermination of the ancient temple.
"Miss, why is the ancient temple here, the inheritor of the incense, why didn't the demon spirit body come?"
The old shopkeeper also asked anxiously. After all, if the Yunchan of the demon spirit body comes, you can still communicate, what should you do? Now it's just that the ancient temple is spinning, and the master hasn't come, so I really don't know what to do for a while?
"Humph!"
Suddenly, a muffled snort sounded. Chen Song's refining Lotus of Death came out of thin air. The muffled snort was made by the high monk in the Lotus of Death.
"Go outside. Don't blame anyone here. All of this is nothing but a monstrous bloodbath that you have committed. ”
The high monk in the Lotus of Death rebuked angrily. At the same time, the Buddha Bone Demon Suppression Hand was running, and he punched out with one palm. In an instant, more than a dozen of the most ferocious executioners who surrounded and suppressed the ancient temple were swept out of the Qilong Hall like falling leaves by the autumn wind.
The main street was already full of shopkeepers, employees, and people who came to trade. At the moment of seeing the apparition of the ancient temple, everyone knelt down.
More than a dozen old antique-level powerhouses were easily suppressed. The treasures collected from the ancient temple were suddenly scattered all over the place.
These treasures, no matter how many years they have been out of the ancient temple, automatically flew back to the ancient temple the moment they saw the ancient temple.
When all the treasures returned, the ancient temple that was resurrected with full blood, with a relaxed spin, released a monstrous Buddha light and Buddha shadow, and slammed into these old antiques that were already paralyzed on the ground.
Poof!
Powerful as these old antiques, they broke through the legendary realm, and the moment they faced the ancient temple, a light Buddha light defeated them.
The monk wielding the Buddha's bone to suppress the demon hand, with one palm on his chest, recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come. You are all sinful and too many to write. Before we found the incense lineage, how could you have thought of today's retribution?"
"Master spare your life! Ask the master to bypass us, we are willing to accept compensation. ”
More than a dozen antique-level powerhouses had to bow their heads and beg for mercy from the Lotus of Death. I had already greeted Chen Song's ancestors thousands of times in my heart, and secretly swore that I couldn't deal with the ancient temple in front of me, and I couldn't kill you.
The high monk who has practiced the Buddha's bones and demon hands put his palms on his chest again, and said: "Amitabha! It is not us, nor our incense inheritors, that determines your life and death, but the ancient temple in front of you. The ancient temple had already entered the ranks of Taoist cultivation in that year. In the subconscious, there is a spiritual consciousness of one's own. The pain you have superimposed on him must be fought back. ”
More than a dozen old antiques suddenly became angry, and shouted: "Old thing, you are already dead, and even the Yuan Shen is gone." There is only a shadow of light left, and we dare to talk about retribution without shame! Brothers! Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, why don't we smash this so-called Taoist weapon! We will let the world remember from generation to generation that the ancient temples of Buddhism are nothing but a deception in vain!"
Rumble!
More than a dozen old antiques in the realm of legends, at this moment, released the monstrous machine in their bodies. The fluctuation of the qi machine that shook the sky made this famous trading black market tremble and couldn't help but tremble.
This shocking scene even affected the three thousand worlds. The ancient temple of Buddhism, full of Buddha's light, appears on the top of the void clouds of the three thousand worlds.
The scenes of the maze will be presented in the sky of the three thousand worlds. It completely shook the three thousand worlds, and the body of a generation of demons inherited the incense inheritance of the ancient temples of Buddhism. I don't know how many people were shocked and burst into tears.
As a result, the classics and legends about the ancient temple were once again mentioned and praised by people.